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A Night in Perth

Everyone I’ve spoken to so far has said Perthshire is the pretty part of Scotland. I’ve already posted picture from along the River Tay but I crossed the River Dee on my way to Perth and spend one night here at a Dalvey B&B. This is the front of the place with my little red Corsa out front.

The first thing I did after Jane checked me in was take a wee nap. When I got up it was about 6 and I walked into town expecting things to be quite lively since it was Friday night. But unlike Edinburgh where the streets were just warming up at 6, in Perth most every shop I passed was closed even the cafes.

I kept walking through the downtown looking for a place for dinner but the only places I could find open were a Subway, Starbucks and a Pizza Hut. I was determined so I kept walking until I saw a wooden sign over a doorway; “Tabla.” I opened the door and steam came pouring out. One glance inside and I could see every table was full and a couple were seated in the entry waiting. The young Indian hostess approached and I said, “looks like your full up.” and she said, “come in.” A tall man approached and told me they had one table but it was reserved for 8PM. It was only just 7PM so I had an hour to finish my meal. The fish stew was delicious and I ordered a crisp Australian un-oaked Chardonay to wash it down.

When I got out of the restaurant I started looking for a different route back to the B&B. A young woman walked by and I pointed to my map and asked her where I was and she showed me. I asked if there was anything I should see and she directed me to the bridge and said there was a path I could take and get a good view of the city. The view was good but the setting sun made it hard to get a decent shot although I took a dozen, this is one of the best. I thought I’d get up early, come back to this spot and get one a day break but by morning it was raining so I was off in the car instead.

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On my way home I saw a sign that said live music in the cellar bar so I stopped in for a wee dram. The place was empty but soon a couple musicians walked in and started setting up. At 9:30 they were ready and I was still the only one in the bar. So I had a private concert by to worth musicians. They’re fist number was Brazilian jazz and I closed my eyes and was in heaven.